Chapter 428: Lurking in the camp
Ladislaus wanted to explore Jarlaxle's secret through memories. Although this may also be a secret that the other party wanted to reveal, Ladislaus still thought it was worth it. He felt that there was something wrong with the whole thing.
Something is wrong.
It worried him a lot, and he had to dig out the dangerous seeds as much as possible.
But Jarlaxle seemed to have some hesitation after talking about Portugal's experience in the Black Continent. After all, Ladislaus was also a European.
In the conflict between drow and humans, it is natural for Ladislaus to gravitate towards humans.
"Why hasn't Margarita come back yet?" Ladislaus needed alcohol to help him communicate.
She has always been the most careful woman, especially after the failed trial just now, she should be even more attentive.
Did something happen?
In the flash of lightning, Ladislaus suddenly shouted: "Alert! Enemy attack!"
Jarlaxle's reaction was only a beat slower than Ladislaus's. Ladislaus activated the "Shadow Shield" and observed the situation, and found that he already had two more weapons in his hand, a rapier.
A light sword, Ladislaus could tell at a glance that both of them were extremely powerful enchanted weapons.
As mentioned before, their scabbards are so fancy that they are no different from those three-legged cat Kung Fu playboys, but these two weapons are definitely murderous weapons without calculation.
Ladislaus was ready to "dominate mankind" and was first on guard against Jarlaxle. Even though he turned his back to him very honestly, Ladislaus was still on guard against him.
According to Jones' information, Jarlaxle is not a warrior with weak vitality such as a rogue or an assassin, but a duelist of the warrior branch with strong vitality. Ladislaus's strongest method "blindness of the law" may not be suitable for him.
Effective, even if he loses his eyesight and combat effectiveness, he may not lose too much.
"Enreri, you have really improved. I thought you would go to Duden at all costs." Jarlaxle quickly lost the opportunity to make a surprise attack.
Jones arrived at Ladislaus's carriage in time within ten seconds.
Jones did not speak to him, but protected Ladislaus and slowly got out of the carriage. The carriage's protective power was limited. On the contrary, it would hinder the defensive deployment. Besides, it would be better for Ladislaus not to come if he was huddled in the carriage.
"Who is assisting His Highness Sazastan?" Ladislaus was more worried about the safety of the spell caster. Although there were many differences, he never wanted Austria to lose a country mage.
"Deputy Director Sirica and Earl Slam." Fortunately, Jones and Sirica had already made arrangements. Generally speaking, Sirica was unwilling to hand over the task of protecting Ladislaus to Jones, but he knew that
He was no match for Jarlaxle or the mysterious ranger, so he had to give the job to Jones.
Different from those camps that were in panic after being raided, Ladislaus's elite troops all took their positions, and now the entire camp was silent.
Under the protection of the "Shadow Shield", Ladislaus does not need to worry about enemy surprise attacks. Even the eyes of the drow can hardly penetrate this powerful magic at dusk.
However, he had no intention of becoming an arrowhead character. This was not his job. He was sure that the enemy was in the camp, and he just had to wait patiently for his drow to find him through night vision.
However, even though the camp is not large and Jarlaxle can see through it at a glance, there are still some obstacles.
Only the body of one of Jones' men and Margarita, who was found knocked unconscious, proved the presence of the enemy. Two of Jones' men dragged her back to the carriage.
The body was also pulled back, and Jones only took a brief look at the wound before he realized it was caused by the strange black panther.
The climate of Europa is a bit too dry and humid for Drizzt, but he still likes the air of his hometown.
After losing most of their territory, most drow had to admit that humans with short lives and limited talents were by no means inferior to drow.
However, Drizzt has never been a superiority person. He believes that the world should be better and more beautiful.
Just like he believes that all civilizations can and should coexist peacefully, at least he once thought so.
He even opposed the enslavement of goblins, humans and orcs in the drow city-state, believing that slavery was evil, and this remains unchanged to this day.
However, drow have a lifespan that is more than twice that of humans, allowing them to accumulate too many memories.
Initially, they were enemies from land. The number of armies alone exceeded the population of the Drow city-state, although the Drow had not dealt with many humans in the past.
But this time the enemy has more powerful priests, and their organization is much more powerful than the drow army that is a family unit.
They occupied all the fertile pastures, but the faith they brought at least drove away the cruel and disordered goddess Rus.
Later, the enemies from the sea were even worse. Their spies and missionaries stirred up chaos in the city-state in the name of freeing slaves, and then their fleets took away the fishing grounds on which the drow depended.
The drow's own gods also fell one after another in the attack, whether it was Rose or Eilistraee. As well as Kiaransari and Velen were eventually defeated by powerful enemies who claimed to be "God" and "Allah".
Pastors who used to attack and persecute others are now targets for others to attack and persecute.
Among the two bad choices, Drizzt decided to cooperate with the believers who shared the same faith. The huge empire that was beyond the ability of the drow seemed to be harassed by enemies at sea. Therefore, it was in great pain.
Although he accepted the information and food they provided and used their safe houses to hide, Drizzt did not think that he was working for them.
'I only serve God.'
Although the two intelligence team members who pulled Margarita back were less than five meters away from Drizzt, they did not see the enemy at all.
The strange cloak on the Dark Elf Ranger and his extraordinary hiding skills made it impossible for ordinary opponents to detect him, and he even died without knowing how he died.
Drizzt did not attack the two enemies who were rescuing the wounded as usual. Although the woman he knocked down was well-armed, she only made one move in front of him and could not even make a sound.
Not a bad samurai, this time the escort team should indeed have people of this strength.
Drizzt knew in his heart that this time was different from the past. He had not exposed any traces, but suddenly the enemy made a warning sound. Could it be that a powerful spellcaster used some kind of strange device?
But why didn't Guenhwyvar feel it?
Jarlaxle was here, he could feel it.
There is another person who seems familiar, who is it?
Who gave Guenhwyvar such a familiar smell? Not only was it familiar, but Guenhwyvar even felt a little nervous.
Its unusual first attack today killed an enemy.
But Drizzt knew that his old friend was just like him, he was just nervous, not afraid.
His nerves were tense, but there was no fear in his heart. No matter how powerful the enemy was, he could not be frightened by Drizzt Duden.
Why fear?
'I am doing what God loves.'
He chose to launch the attack before the night completely fell, which achieved suddenness. Otherwise, Margarita would not have been so careless, and the female warrior who could withstand several rounds in front of Hayredin would not have been defeated so quickly.
So embarrassing.
But now Drizzt just relied on himself between a fence built by Ladislaus's men and a carriage. The enemy did not search and seemed to want to wait for him to come out on his own.
Drizzt has no such intention. If he delays for one more minute, the sky will get darker and his advantage as a drow will be greater. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at Qidian.
Chapter completed!